There are a lot of dark red blood stains on the black mountain, and I don't know how many years have passed, but it has not been worn out until now, and the blood is stained. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is a mountain towering into the mist, and the blood of the Holy Body of Dacheng has soaked the entire mountain. It can be seen how terrible the Holy Communion encountered before his death.

The Great Emperor Formation Pattern here is becoming more and more terrifying, and every step must be accurate to the slightest. Even if he accidentally takes a wrong step, there is a big danger.

"Boom!"

Not far away, a leaf was blown up this holy mountain, touching a trace of the power of the formation. Suddenly, a terrifying black hole appeared, and the devouring power was terrifying.

It had been two hours before he had reached the halfway point of the mountain, when it was foggy, and the bands of black mist were enveloping, making everything look extremely dull, and the fog on the top of the mountain was even thicker, and it was impossible to see through it.

Fang Haoran opened his eyes and vaguely saw that there were several people in the depths of the dense fog in front of him, all wearing ancient clothes, as if they had come from ancient times.

They were all very old, their bodies had no vitality, they were lifeless, but standing there was very oppressive and suffocating. The mountain wind blew, and the ancients were like fossils in the thick fog, not moving at all, only the sound of hunting in ancient clothes.

All of them are super strong, but the state is a little wrong, like the walking dead, and like puppets.

Fang Haoran didn't make a move, just from a distance, the Great Emperor's formation here is dense, it is easy to cause turmoil, as long as the other party does not make a move, he will never take the initiative to make a move.

Eventually, the figures retreated.

The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the huge sarcophagus on the top of the mountain could not see even a trace of its outline, and the spiritual sense could not penetrate the strange fog.

Only the golden light of the Fengshen List is strong, and the dense fog cannot be drowned, and the stone wall is full of traces of time, and the ancient Fengshen List is glued to it, which is very firm.

Even after more than 100,000 years, there is not a trace of loosening, and the years have not left a single mark on it.

"Huh?" Fang Haoran suddenly frowned, there was someone in front of him blocking the way.

He was on deep alert, and walked forward slowly, only to find that the man was red-haired, his face was dry, and he was in a deep sleep, almost like a dead man.

It can be seen that there is a blood pit on the ground, and there are traces of the elixir residue in it, and this person can only save his life here by taking the elixir inside, but that's all, if there is no accident, this person may not be able to wake up again.

Fang Haoran frowned slightly, and finally chose to save him, he was not afraid of encountering enemies, at least the cultivation of the person in front of him was too weak, even if he woke up, he would not be a threat to him.

Fang Haoran flicked his fingers, and a drop of Medicine King essence shot into the center of the other party's eyebrows.

Like dead trees in spring, ancient trees sprout.

The red-haired old man slowly opened his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him, and was slightly shocked in his heart, and then seemed to understand something, and slowly spoke:

"Poor Red Dragon...... Thank you very much......"

The red-haired old man's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for thousands of years. Although he didn't know who Fang Haoran was, he could guess that it was definitely Fang Haoran who saved him.

Fang Haoran raised his eyebrows slightly, it turned out to be him. The Red Dragon Old Dao and the Peacock King of the Southern Regions are sworn brothers, and they can be regarded as a strong party, living fossil-level figures, who disappeared 1,500 years ago, and many people thought that he was seated, but he was trapped here. However, Fang Haoran knew that the fate of the Red Dragon Old Dao should not be extinct, even if there was no Fang Haoran, he would have his own chance, and it wouldn't take long to get out, so he said lightly: "If you can survive and meet me in the holy cliff, it can be regarded as fate." ”

Red Dragon Lao Dao didn't say much, he was not a person who talked much, and he began to cultivate and recover his vitality. The drop of medicine king essence in his body is very precious, after he refines it, he not only feels energetic, but even has a feeling of breaking through, he has been trapped here for 1,500 years, although he almost died, but he has gained a lot of insights and benefits, and the red dragon can feel that as long as he can get out, he can definitely break through the king.

"Chilong, thank you for saving your life, there will be a retribution in the future!"

Fang Haoran waved his hand, he didn't care, it was just a red dragon, even if he broke through the king, what could he repay him? He said lightly: "Since you're fine, then I'll go first!"

Red Dragon saw Fang Haoran walking forward regardless of it, his face suddenly changed greatly, the reason why he was trapped here was because there was an invincible formation in front of him, he couldn't break through at all, and it would only invite disaster.

"Never ......" The voice fell, and the red dragon saw a scene that he would never forget, and he was immediately dumbfounded, and his face was full of disbelief.

I saw Fang Haoran flickering and moving, every step was like an antelope hanging on its horns without a trace, and in a few moments, he walked out dozens of zhang away.

Don't underestimate these dozens of zhang, although the red dragon is a half-step king, he can fly dozens of miles with one breath, but here, even if it is a half-step, he has to think for several days before he dares to try to move, otherwise, he will not be trapped here for more than 1,500 years.

"Could it be that the formation is broken, the formation pattern has disappeared?" Chilong guessed, otherwise how could this young man be able to reach the top of the holy cliff?

Thinking of this, the red dragon suddenly became excited, fifteen hundred years of silence, at this moment, as if reborn, hurriedly ran forward.

Bang!

A purple lightning bolt thicker than a water tank fell.

Immediately blasted him out.

This is not over, it fell into the formation, and it was about to explode, and the whole body was moved, and countless lightning bolts of various colors roared, among which there was even gray chaotic lightning.

"My life is on hold!" Chilong Lao Dao screamed in his heart, he didn't expect that he had just gotten the hope of rebirth, and the next moment he would fall into hell.

At this moment, a divine rainbow flew from afar, countless times faster than those lightning bolts in the sky, directly rolling up the old path of the red dragon, teleporting, and out of the attack range of the lightning. Unable to feel the intruders, the Great Emperor's formation calmed down again.

"If you want to find death, don't bother me!" Fang Haoran said angrily.

The Red Dragon Old Dao has lived for three thousand years, and it can be regarded as a famous task in the mainland, two thousand years ago, he beat the Holy Lord of the Holy Land and couldn't raise his head, even if he walked to those holy places, he would be treated with courtesy, but at this time, he was scolded by a young man and couldn't raise his head.

However, Chilong also had no complaints, not only because Fang Haoran saved him, but also because he understood at this time that the reason why Fang Haoran was able to come here was definitely not because of luck, but because of his absolute strength, otherwise how could he save him in the Great Emperor Formation Pattern Killing Machine?

Chilong Lao Dao was very curious, because no matter how he looked at it, Fang Haoran was just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, without any breath in his body, as if he was a weak scholar in the world, however, it was such a young man who was not amazing, but he could see the Great Emperor's formation pattern as if it were unmistakable, and he could walk freely in the holy cliff, which was incredible.

"Forget it...... Just stay with me, and take you down when I go down." You are running around and ushering in the attack of the Great Emperor Formation Pattern again!" Fang Haoran said a little impatiently.

Thinking of his impulsive move just now, Chilong Lao Dao couldn't help but blush. In fact, he was not such a reckless person, otherwise he would not have lived here for 1,500 years, but he had just come back from death and felt the hope of rebirth, and he was too excited for a while.

However, at this time, the Red Dragon Old Dao also knew how terrifying this place was, so he could only honestly follow Fang Haoran's side and pin his hopes of going out on Fang Haoran's body.

Then Fang Haoran walked forward step by step, and the Red Dragon Old Dao stepped on his footprints, they were getting closer and closer to the God Sealing List, and it was already clearly visible, it seemed to be made of gold, revealing strange fluctuations.

"There are stone carvings on the edge of the ancient list...... "Chilong Lao Dao pointed ahead in surprise.

It was an old man riding a green ox, and it seemed that there was still purple qi floating westward, which was vivid and expressive.

Next to it, there is also a monk with extraordinary charm.

"It's Sakyamuni and Lao Tzu!" Fang Haoran naturally knew who these two were, the two originators of Buddhism and Taoism in ancient Chinese mythology, even in the shade of the sky, they were two quasi-emperors. Even the wisp of imprint they left is enough to make people's hearts throb, and they can't help but follow it, which is very mysterious.

It's a bit interesting to leave a name under the list of the Emperor of the Beginningless.

Fang Haoran's divine thoughts probed into the god list, and after a long time, he suddenly chuckled, and then pointed like a pen and lightly touched the stone wall.

Airplanes!

An invisible Dao rhyme fluctuated, and immediately, the Red Dragon Old Dao was surprised to see that on the stone wall, a pattern slowly appeared.

It can be seen that a young man is as ethereal as a fairy, melting into the stone wall, as if he will be resurrected and fly away at any time.

Fang Haoran also left his own rhyme, I don't know how Ye Fan, the Black Emperor and others will feel when they come here to see this scene in the future.

Then, Fang Haoran stopped staying and walked forward.

The old man of the red dragon pondered for a while, and also pointed like a sword, carving it on the stone wall.

However, he was surprised to find that with his half-step king's cultivation, with all his strength, he couldn't leave half a trace on the stone wall, which was unimaginable.

What the old man of the red dragon doesn't know is that there is a seal of the god list here, and people who don't understand the emperor's way can't leave traces at all, Sakyamuni and Lao Tzu are quasi-emperors, so they can leave the rhyme. Although Fang Haoran is only a great sage, he has a clone of the small heavenly rank, which is comparable to a quasi-emperor, so he can also leave his own Dao rhyme.

The fog on the black mountain was getting thicker and thicker, and the five fingers were almost invisible when I stretched out my hand, but the place was peaceful. The golden light of the Fengshen List flowed, never covered with dirt, and the dense fog in this place was dispersed, and there was a supreme avenue aura permeating.

The fog covered the mountain, and they walked for more than an hour, and finally they were not very far from the top of the mountain, and a majestic figure stood on the mountain rock in front of them, looking down.

"It's an ancient corpse formed a spirit before the endless years!" The face of the Red Dragon Old Dao changed wildly, endless years ago, the holy cliff was even more dangerous, and non-saints could not enter, this ancient corpse was undoubtedly a saint powerhouse before his death.

Fang Haoran shot directly and rushed forward.

This place is the last step away from the top of the mountain, it is impossible to retreat here, not to mention that it is just an ancient saint corpse, even if a quasi-emperor comes, Fang Haoran will have to break through.

Terrifying fluctuations, if it weren't for the formation pattern of the Beginningless Emperor here, I'm afraid that the entire Great Yue would no longer exist.

"Boom!"

Above, there was a terrifying fluctuation that made people almost collapse to the ground, if it weren't for the formation pattern of the Beginningless Emperor here, I am afraid that the entire Great Yue would no longer exist.

Fang Haoran shot with all his strength and fought with the other party, which was very violent, and it was passed down through the formation pattern of the Ancient Emperor.

"Horror, ......" In the end, Chilong Lao Dao sat on the ground, trembling all over, and couldn't bear the coercion at all. He finally understood at this moment what a terrifying existence Fang Haoran was.

After a while, the Red Dragon Old Dao saw Fang Haoran tearing the ancient corpse apart in the air from a distance, so he dared to get up and walk forward.

There was no more resistance, and after half an hour, they reached the top of the holy cliff.

It was a huge cliff, so vast that a small town could be built on it.

However, this is a barren land, with no grass, and the whole body is pitch black, and there are many dark red blood stains.

There are still some puddles in some places, bright red and dazzling, after such a long time, although the aura has been dissipated, but I don't know what the reason is, the holy blood has never dried up.

The most eye-catching thing is the edge of the sacred cliff, where there is a huge sarcophagus, which is a hundred feet long, hanging on the cliff.

"Ancient coffins that have existed in the world for nearly 200,000 years......"

Even Fang Haoran was throbbing, the coffin of a strong man who was not weaker than the Heavenly Rank.

Next to the ancient coffin, there are two stone tablets, leaving words of condolence.

In addition, there are two huge starry sky maps, where they seem to have deduced something, densely packed with stars.

Fang Haoran recognized that part of the starry sky map was the road map from the earth to Beidou, and most of the rest did not know where it led. Fang Haoran silently wrote it down, feeling that he would be able to use it one day.

The sarcophagus has a layer of long green hairs, the green hairs are very long, growing through the gaps in the sarcophagus, densely covering the entire coffin, green and oily, which is the product of the mutation of the corpse of the Great Saint.

The secret of the line is in it, and you can get it as long as you open the coffin.

Fang Haoran slapped on the sarcophagus, and the coffin lid suddenly flipped open.

"Boom!"

The peerless gloomy aura rushed out, and the black fog was monstrous, rolling up, completely submerging the place, and sure enough, all the dense fog was overflowing from the ancient coffin.

The old man of the red dragon was motionless, and under this kind of murderous machine, he couldn't even speak, he was completely restrained, and his body was about to collapse.

"Phew"

Thousands of thin threads intertwined, and the formation carved by the Emperor of the Beginningless played a role, and a blazing light curtain appeared, enveloping the ancient coffin.

At the same time, the Fengshen List halfway up the mountain rushed out of a golden glow, landed, and fixed the restless ancient coffin.

"Phew!"

At the same time, the coffin emitted a rushing light, dispelling the clouds and mist, a blazing sky, and a picture of the Tao emerged!

"Secret!"

"How much you can comprehend depends on your chance!" Fang Haoran left a sentence, and immediately looked up at the Nine Secret Dao Diagram as if he was petrified.

The red dragon was overjoyed, he didn't expect such a good thing, although he didn't know what this Dao map in front of him was, but obviously, it was definitely the supreme secret art. He hurriedly sat cross-legged and began to comprehend it.

The Dao map in the sky looks like there is only one pair, but it has nine folds.

However, it was difficult for Fang Haoran, it didn't take long for Fang Haoran to write down all the nine Dao diagrams, but if he wanted to cultivate to the extreme, he still needed to continue to hone in the future.